A quick glimpse at Red Dog’s acclimation

Today, I received a sweet story from my mom about Red dog’s progress adapting to life in St. Louis. Two days ago, when she and Red were out for their morning walk, a gardening crew was working in front of a house down the street. They were pulling out some awful-looking, mostly-dead ground cover that they put in last year. Red sniffed around for a second, and my mom chatted with them about the unfortunate demise of the plants. Yesterday, when they walked back by the house, the same crew was laying grass sod -- the kind that Red loves -- and she proceeded to roll…and roll and roll and roll and roll! The gardeners were equally amused, egging her on and encouraging her to pay special attention to pressing down the seams. By now, she is now happily back on the couch ensconced in pillows. Sadly, if Red were here, she would have likely been eaten by the guest house’s angry, mange-ridden Rottweiler.